I'm tired. Weary, actually. I fought too much today-fought with my daughter, my husband, and mostly with myself. Too many fights to go into specifics but let's just say I won some, and we'll call one particular battle a tie, but in the end I lost the day to pettiness and hurtful words aimed at the undeserved. Ugh. I guess when you spend the better part of your days arguing with a two-year-old, you're bound to act like one.
On days like this it's tough to come up with something for this project, so I'm going to defer to Emerson and let him fill in the writer's block for me:
"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."
And I will end the day winning the last fight, the loser being the urge to go to bed with no blog post.
It's nice to hear some honesty. So many of us experience these exact feelings everyday. (Doesn't help that we are overachiever Virgos). We spend our days frustrated and most of the time it is with ourself. So thanks for letting us all know we really have more in common than we don't.
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine being a parent - but I find when I am most frustrated or upset with myself I often lash out at the one I love the most. Some how we get through it. I think that being able to recognize your faults goes a long way... I hope tomorrow is a better day.
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